“They do make very good noise cancellers if that’s one of the offending senses. Or, at least, my organic friends with such issues have told me that. Though, I apologize, that’s probably something you’ve heard plenty of times.” He said with a small laugh. Having little experience with organic issues, he had no idea what was commonly given to people as advice and such. His solution to every such issue he’d had was to disable the offending sense and not turn it on until he’d fixed whatever bug caused it. Or had someone else do it, if it was his sight that was the issue, it was rather hard to code while completely blind.
“Oh, haha, I suppose that would be a bit shocking to hear. It’s.. less weird when you more or less don’t age unless you physically change things. Which, for the record, I’m never going to do, I’ll look this young well into my second or third century, or for however long I care to be active for. I myself am honestly more surprised when I meet androids older than me. Since.. well, it means they were either created during or survived the time the Federation tried to wipe us out. Hearing an age over fifteen sours the conversation a bit, since we androids all know the connotations for that. But, I suppose I can’t hold much of a grudge, since I was activated after it was over. And I work for them.” He said with a shrug. He did hold a grudge, but more for what they did to his fellow androids, since he himself had never experienced it. He had experienced the Tal Shiar trying to kill him instead, though to be fair, he hated the Tal Shiar for many, many more reasons than that.
“Iced tea’s one of my favorite drinks. Mainly since I like tea, but having it warm is a good way to overheat. I’ve got a system, warm drinks in the morning while I’m still at a normal operating temperature, cold drinks after that.” He said plainly.
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